Unexpected Love (Unexpected Series) Read Free

hesitate and then meekly tell the waiter, “Um, I would like the kid’s chicken fingers and fri es with barbecue sauce and a Dr Pepper please.” I answer the last part with a smile. 
         “And how old are you miss?” The waiter replies with an incriminating look.
        I laugh and say with sarcasm, “Too old to be eating off the kids menu, but you don’t have anything other than seafood and I don’t eat seafood. So can you just give me what I ordered and pretend I am 12 or something.”
         The waiter look s stunned at what I just said. “Sure, I can do that for you and I will also have the manager look into adding some other options for customers who don't like seafood.”
          I give the waiter a polite smile and say, “Thank you.”
         As the waiter walks off , mom shakes her head at me, “Arissa that was a little harsh.” 
         “I know mom, but I am so tired of eating at seafood restau rants and I don’t eat seafood. Maybe next time we could do pizza or something else.” 
         Mom thinks on this for a moment. “Well honey, I can understand that. I guess we have been eating a lot of seafood lately. I just love it and so does your father. How about we let you pick next time?”
         I smile big at that idea, “That would be wonderful, thanks mom.”
        Mom starts talking to dad about work and I start to tune them out. Apparently, something happened today at work. My dad, Jake, is the head surgeon at Mercy Hospital. He is tall and lean with wavy brown hair. He has dark brown eyes, which mom is always telling him that is because he is so full of shit, charming I know! He is a fun loving guy, has a great sense of humor and has always been my protector.
         My mom, Melissa is a nurse in the ICU at the same hospital. I look a lot like her, with my long blond wavy hair. She is a little shorter than I am and has green eyes. We almost look like twins. People always mistake her as my sister. She is great, but has a tendency to overreact to things; the nurse side of her gets on my nerves bad. She is more of a best friend than a mother, because I tell her everything. We often stay up late eating ice cream and chat. I have a great relationship with my parents.
         Realizing I have to pee, I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. “This bathroom is hideous.” I mumble as I notice toilet paper everywhere. As I side step around it to get to the stalls, I notice some disgusting things, but I really don’t think you need to hear about that. I go to the first stall. Did you know that it is usually the cleanest? Most people bypass the first stall. Yeah, they did a study about it. Therefore, ever since I read that, I always try the first stall and most of the time it is the cleanest. 
        Let’s just say that this one wasn’t too awful. Seeing the bathroom this nasty, makes me not want to eat here. I mean if they cannot keep the bathroom clean, what about the kitchen. Yikes!
        As I am about to walk out, I look in the mirror and realize that I have part of my skirt tucked into my underwear and tights. Shaking my head in disbelief “OMG!” That would have been so embarrassing. Thank God, no one was in here to see it. If I had walked out into the restaurant like that, I might never recover from the embarrassment.
         A sh iver runs down my spine and I immediately sense eyes upon me, but I am in the girl’s restroom and it is completely empty and there are no windows. There is no way someone is watching me in here. This is so alarming! Am I going insane ? Maybe I am just paranoid. It’s just this has been happening since I was a little girl. When will it stop? I let out a frustrated sigh and shrug it off…Again!
         Walking back to the table I n otice that dinner has arrived. I take my seat and place my napkin in my lap and I look up to see that my parents are suspiciously peering at me. “Why are you looking at me that way?”